Mug Shots

Finally got new headshots! I hate having my photo taken. Dizzy dysphoria spinning me out my body.

I avoided the camera for as long as I possibly could. But it had to be done. I deserve to be seen, for that image to accurately and confidently represent me. The growth has been huge, and hard-earned, and humbling. I hope it’s inspiring for someone to witness.

I’m feeling pretty handsome these days, and the bloom will be celebrated loudly. For all my beautiful bois, sweating in binders.

Ta very much to YellowBelly for a chilled shoot.